Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Georgia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing UT to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Desert Stars,
Sugar Minott,
Steve Hackett,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aaron Thompson,
B.T. Express,
Barbara Tucker,
Throbbing Gristle,
Surgeon,
Flipper,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
Rekid,
John Foxx,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Underground Resistance,
Deepchord,
LL Cool J,
Newcleus,
Mantronix,
Brothers Johnson,
Country Teasers,
Tom Boy,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Mills,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lower 48,
Cheater Slicks,
World's Most,
Symarip,
Bootsy Collins,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Neon Judgement,
Public Enemy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül II,
Kaleidoscope,
Piero Umiliani,
The Smoke,
Kerri Chandler,
Nico,
Warsaw,
the Association,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
Silicon Teens,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soulsonic Force,
cv313,
JFA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.